No One's POV
Sirin's latest memories were certainly not pleasant. The final battle which would eventually lead to her death, the battle to determine the fate of humanity, was nearing its end.
The First Herrscher, Welt Yang, was critically injured and had his body previously destroyed, only holding on by a mental link to the Second Herrscher, which he used to free Siegfried and Cecilia from Sirin's Dream.
Einstein was also in critical condition, most of AraHato was also destroyed by the enraged herrscher.
The audacity, these Vermin! Had to try and steal one of HER gems, it pissed her off beyond belief.
The sweet memories she obtained during her time with Cecilia and Siegfried, her then parents, within the dream world, were irreplaceable. They would forever leave a memory that would never be removed.
Not till her death. Not even after death.
Her life as Celine Schariac, inside that dream as Cecilia's daughter. That was the life she wished she had.
And that girl, her supposed younger sister, Kiana Kaslana, it would be a lie if Sirin said she didn't end up falling for her. She developed a soft spot for that precious girl, the one whom she came to view as her own sister.
Sirin never expected to get so attached to some random kid like that. She really didn't. But that girl... She treated the genocidal child goddess nicer than anyone else ever had!
She vaguely remembers asking her something as a question, back when she felt guilt and anxiety bubbling up in her cold honkai-infested heart.
"Kiana... What would you do if I was a monster ?" She remembered asking.
"What do you mean Celine, you could never be a monster! You're my sister!" That cheerful grin on her face left a hollow place in Sirin's heart, the latter knowing full well that her hands were stained with blood.
But Kiana was so innocent, so pure and so nice. And her bravery, it reminded her of that stupidly nice lady named Theresa, who previously tried to help her.
Originally, Sirin thought Kiana was just as stupid. She believed that both her and Theresa were idiots who failed to realise the horrible things humanity has done and is capable of doing. Unlike them, Sirin suffered through humanity's cruelty first hand. She knows just how cruel and heartless those monsters disguised as human beings can be, especially to the weak and defenceless.
However, as time slowly passed within the dream, she grew attached to her. Kiana being a child that isn't affiliated to her tormentors also played a big role in making her feel comfortable around the young Kaslana.
"But let's say, hypothetically, of you had a dream about me and I was a dangerous, evil monster and a massive murderer. Wh-what would you do...?" Sirin's breath hitched as Kiana took up a thinking posture.
Kiana stared at her for many seconds, her blue eyes reflecting upon Sirin's fiery orbs. She then stretched her hand out and held onto her sister's hands with a firm grip. It was enough to startle the young herrscher.
Not only because she didn't expect Kiana to get physical so suddenly, but also because of the firmness behind it. She didn't believe a normal child this young could produce such a strong grip. And despite the grip strength, Sirin still felt safe and calm.
"Celine... Were you having such nightmares ?" She asked, her voice filled with anxiousness. Her face was one of worry and held soft, delicate, small palm caressed Sirin's cheeks.
It surprised her. She didn't think the young girl would come up with such a conclusion.
"Don't worry! You know it's not real!" She reassured her, but Sirin only bit her lip harder after hearing that.
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SSS: Sirin, Saviour, Sister
Fanfiction"Ich liebe dich." Those were the last world's Cecilia spoke to the crying girl she held in her arms. Her motherly love for this girl, who had murdered millions, was beyond her own sense of reason. Cecilia didn't want to Sirin to die alone and afra...
